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Name: Johanna
Country: Denmark
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Gender: Female
Interests: theology, close friends, nature, music, art, museums, history, the beatuy of everyday life
Expertise: thinking about life's deep questions at inappropiate times; in class, when i'm trying to fall asleep at night, when people are trying to talk to me (i have a bad tendency of zoning out..."are you listening, jo?!")
Occupation: theology student
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MSN: johannarl
Member Since:
9/29/2005
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| I almost had an "all my life flashed before my eyes!"-experience. Saturday we were on our way to the grand family tradition of dinner at Tanten's summer house, and I had been given the keys to my parent's beautiful car (already now little red flags should be rising in your head!). It was a perfect morning; the sun was out, only a few clouds, and I had spent most of my morning cutting Easter cards and making poems to put on them (it's a tradition...stop laughing!), but now we were on our way, cruising with my younger sister and my mom. I had put on a Rob Bell to introduce my mom to this fine gentleman. Near the end of the sermon the radio station, we picked to tune in on started scratching really bad, so you almost couldn't make out Rob's words of wisdom. My sister finally made us find another channel, and my mom started fumbling around with "that new modern technology". Slightly annoyed, thinking "moms and technology!", I tried to help her with part of my concentration on the winding road and the other part trying to help my mom through a crash course on "Ipods and how to make them work in the car"! I finally grabbed the Ipod to show her, but when I looked at the road again I noticed that one wheel was going further to the edge of the ditch, so I turned to straighten up. What I had not thought about was that it had rained the past many weeks, and what looked like firm ground was actually layered soft mud camouflaged with grass. Right away my rear end swerved out until it was parallel to the driver (me!) which means my front was pointing straight left, but the car was still moving forward at high speed!! Due to adrenaline and instinctively remembering what I'd learned from the driving lesson on "Greasy roads", all I could think was: "Not the ditch!! Dear father in heaven, NOT the ditch!!!" We didn't land in the 1 1/2m deep ditch, but the front wheel was deep in the mud, the car looked like we'd been off-roading, and worst of all we were stuck. One lady took pity on our poor souls and optimistically tried with her minuscule Fiat to drag us up. Nothing happened. But then...along came GHOSTBUSTERS! No kidding, they had "Ghostbusters" written on the side of their car, but even better, they had an authorized wire and a hook (and more horsepower) to pull us out of our misery and back on the road!
No victims, no scratches or bruises, we sat back in the car and arrived at Tanten's summer house 10 minutes late. I did get yelled at by dad though, when he saw the scratches on the side of the car because i had hit one of those white plastic things that stand by the side of the road... if he only knew how bad it could have been...
And a little bruise on my pride: it is the first bump, I've made on my parents car.
No, we are not going to have a long discussion about the other cars I've bumped, scratched, or...
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| yesterday around midnight, i heard this weird sound in my bathroom.
i've heard weird scratchy noises coming from the pipes before, but i
still went to see what it was. puzzled, i stood for a moment staring at
my toilet, and then all of a sudden, a fat old rat comes diving from
the bottom of my toilet and sticks its head up!!! then swims back from
where it came! yep, the pipes where all the s... of the kollegium goes.
i just stand there for a minute in complete shock, but then i quickly
flush three times, smack the toilet lid down, bring out all my heavy
dictionaries and a heavy sports bag and load it on top of the lid! i
kept waking up that night... one time i actually thought my slippers
were two fighting rats! gross, gross, GROSS!
the girl who lives across from me had a rat running free in her room! she put out some flour on the bathroom floor one night, and the next morning there were little footprints all over it. plus a nice surprise behind her toilet; rat poob of course!
dear god, make this rat issue go away...
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| today has been such a good day! my mom and my sister, rie picked me up at pris' after a sleep over, and then we went to rie's place for a quick lunch/brunch before heading to the museum of art with my mom. we went to see their special exhibition called "mirror of the world". it was a collection of beautiful landscape paintings by nordic artists. all paintings were from around late 1800's to early 1900's.
i celebrated my birthday with my family and everybody got tipsy even my two grandmothers! what a freak show  so much fun though i was sitting beside my sergent brother who got really happy and started complementing my teeth. what a day!
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| yeaterday was the first sunday of advent, and i was with my family the whole day. we baked a load of all the different kinds of christmas cookies; pebernødder, jødekager, honningkager, honningbrød og nøddesnitter. i love christmas-ing with people you love!
we went to church to hear my aunt, marianne preach at jyderup kirke center (on the other side of sjælland, far far away). she also studies theology, but finished her bachelor last year. good sermon! her conclusion: salvation is not about praying the right prayers, going to church, or leading a rightous lifestyle. it's about wearing the right clothes! she talked about the white garments (rev. 7:9-17) that we are clothed in. this is not something we do ourselves but when we know jesus, we are clothed in jesus that the father will see him when he gazes on us. my dad later explained that these white wedding garments were not something the invited would buy or make themselves, but it's something you would receive as an invitation. you wouldn't receive a piece of paper, the garments would be sent to you. he went on to explain how we shouldn't worry about wether we've received the wedding garments because they were given us the very moment, we decided to become followers of jesus!
marianne ended her sermon with reminder to all of us to not forget that the story of baby jesus, is not just another cute x-mas tale. it is revolutional, historical event of god on earth as the most vulnerable infant.
revelation 21
4He will wipe every tear
from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or
pain, for the old order of things has passed away."
5He
who was seated on the throne said, "I am making everything new!" | | |
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